Talia's heart ached as she was unable to erase from her mind graphic images and sounds of Damon and Marcy, and the floodgates of her insecurities collapsed.
"I am trying to understand you, Damon. I really am. But you need to understand me also. How would you feel if that was a video of me and some other guy touching me while I am saying how my body belongs to him and I want him to…?", Talia couldn't finish. "I need space. This is suffocating. Let me go, Damon."
"Ask me for anything, except for that."
In one swift move, Damon turned Talia to face him, and his hug was tighter than before.
